(Omo... life na deep water)
Yeah, yeah...
Chai. Listen.
I look the world, I see the play
People dey smile, but dem get mind to betray
You call am brother, e call you friend
But na his hand go bring the pain for the end
Omo, this life na one-way road wey we dey waka
Today you dey bubble, tomorrow wahala
We dey fight for the money, we dey run for the fame
But when dust to dust call, we all be the same
Olohun, life na vanity upon vanity oh
Love today, tomorrow pain go carry you
Even death dey wait for the final bus stop
So make you love your brother before the light go drop
Ah-ah, no wahala, make we try to dey breathe
This life na breeze, we dey float on the street
My heart don bleed, I don see many things
Where the love wey we talk, where the joy wey e bring?
The same hand wey feed you, na e go push you fall
When the night-time come, nobody answer your call
But we must to move on, we must to survive
Even with the scars, we dey thank God we alive
Nwannem, hold your head high, no let them see you cry
Every soul go taste death, no need to ask why
Olohun, life na vanity upon vanity oh
Love today, tomorrow pain go carry you
Even death dey wait for the final bus stop
So make you love your brother before the light go drop
Ah-ah, no wahala, make we try to dey breathe
This life na breeze, we dey float on the street
Just love...
Before the dust call.
No wahala.